The officials finally couldn't help it.

Go forward and whispered.

"Major General, this is not possible..."

The young man immediately pulled down his face unhappily. He didn't want to be looked down in front of the "confidant" he just met, so he showed a three-point fierce look, frowned slightly, and asked his subordinate unhappily: "Why can't it? This doesn't work, that doesn't work, you are a general, and I am a general?"

The official was speechless when asked. If it were someone else, he could still argue, but the young man in front of him could not do it.

I don’t know what the origin of the youth is. Although he looks stupid, he is already very powerful at a young age and is adopted by the master who cherishes talents as his adopted son.

The Lord General is quite indulging in this adopted son whom he recognized halfway. As long as the young man does not make a principled mistake, the ones who are dealt with are others. The degree of favor is that even the Lord General's sons must stand aside. Whoever reads it will not whisper.

The subordinates are not sent to assist the young people.

It is more about "staring", "playing with the young man", "following the wishes of the major general", and even the work of escorting food and grass was also called by the young man to let him come out to relax.

Tsk, I can't afford to offend!

The officials immediately did not dare to stop them.

Chen Tang jumped onto the baggage truck with one hand.

The young man smiled and said, "Mama, such a handsome skill!"

Chen Tang said: "Is this all handsome?"

"I've been out for so long, hehe, I only saw Mama like this, the rest..." The young man sat with his dogtail grass in his mouth, leaned his cheek and pondered for a moment, and said, "They either sit in a sedan chair or sit in a carriage, or they wouldn't even see him, soft and weak..."

It is hard to believe that the simplest woman he is actually the woman who cleans up in the yard, followed by the group of singing, dancing and musicians raised by his adoptive father. Every time the guests drink, they have to come out to dance, or pour wine for the generals attending the banquet...

The skills that young people always see are itchy.

He also wanted to go down and play some music, dance or sing a song.

But unfortunately, the customs here are different from those in the hometown. As an adopted son, he cannot be too close to his adopted father's woman, and he said that he "avoid suspicion" - then again, if you really want to avoid suspicion, why did you let those singing and dancing girls come out to perform and entertain guests???

Don’t you have to avoid suspicion?

He could not understand this problem.

There is no stage for performing talents and no soulmates who appreciate his singing and dancing, which makes the young man very depressed - you should know that after he was twelve, he could win the first place in his hometown every year, from eighty to three or five!

After leaving his hometown, I thought I could find more friends and friends in the vast world, but I thought I would be so sorry that I could only enjoy it when there was no one around. Just now, I heard the songs like heavenly sounds coming from the forest, hitting his soul!

Ah, this is the person he is looking for!

This is probably what the adoptive father often talks about, "I meet a good talent when I meet a chess game, so he sent an invitation without saying a word!

Chen Tang said, "Oh, I don't think they want this either."

If there is a broader world, who would be willing to be a canary who is at the mercy of others, is raised and lost his ability to survive?

After listening to Chen Tang's words, it was like listening to a book for ten years.

In an instant, the young man felt inspiration gushing like a volcano.

So he sang high and sang in harmony with the song.

The songs of young people are improvised - this is a unique custom of their clan. They sing whatever they think, regardless of vulgarity and elegance.

The tone is varied and the lyrics are varied.

Qi Shan's face twisted for a moment: "..."

At this moment, he wanted to use the "real hearing of things outside the window" to close his hearing, but he was afraid of losing his hearing, not taking into account the emergencies, so he could only endure the veins on his forehead, silently recite the "Clean Heart Mantra" to try to cleanse his soul and gain peace in his soul.

But the magic sound is heard.

Qishan felt that the young man sang the sings was rude, vulgar, and unrestrained, but Chen Tang felt that the young man's voice was loud and crisp, simple and clean, clear and transparent. The key was the emotion of the song, which was so surging, passionate, unrestrained, and hot and sincere!

So she thought of a song too.

Pray for goodness: "…"

Double the magic sound!

Double the pain!

He secretly used his light to pay attention to the expressions of the soldiers and knights around him. Seeing that they were twitching from time to time, the words "disgusted" were written between his eyebrows. Qi Shan knew that his aesthetic taste was normal. However, neither the young man nor Shen Tang were so conscious, and the relationship quickly got closer.

Chen Tang asked the young man: "Hey, how do you call your hometown 'Little Langjun'? If you call me 'Mama', I have to reciprocate."

Qi Shan's brows trembled when he heard this, and the corners of his lips were about to rise but not raise.

Sure enough—

Then he heard the young man laugh and answered: "It's 'Diade'."

Chen Tang: "..."

Chen Tang: "????"

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Her expression and mood at this moment can be accurately described by the two emoticons of the black man's puzzled face and the old man from the subway looking at his mobile phone. If the young man had not been serious and honest and without any jokes, she would have thought that the other party was deliberately taking advantage of her.

What the hell is it?

Chen Tang paused hesitantly and said, "This, I thought about it for a while and it is not appropriate - you call me in your hometown dialect, and I should also call you in my hometown dialect..."

The young man looked at Chen Tang with expectant expression.

Chen Tang thought about it all but couldn't remember what her hometown dialect was. This was too difficult for her, who had little memory left, so she casually pressed her hometown and replied: "Beautiful boy!"

"Hait?"

Chen Tang opened his eyes and talked nonsense: "It means that you are very handsome and beautiful, which means 'a handsome and beautiful little man'."

The ghost knew that she almost blurted out the "little bastard".

Fortunately, it was changed at the last moment, otherwise it would have to fight. Chen Tang was secretly glad in his heart, and he talked and laughed with the young man with an impeccable smile, and rubbed his words secretly. The young man was hospitality and was even more wary of the rare "soul-hearted".

If the officials on the side had not coughed twice or made some noise from time to time, they would probably have explained what color of calf he wore today. Chen Tang would have grasped the degree and then started talking about music, singing and dancing for a while.

The atmosphere looks very harmonious.

However, it's just watching.

Qi Shan had already secretly figured out the location and layout of the escort team and made secret plans. If he could escape, it would be better to escape safely. If he could not escape, he could only use certain violent means.

Before the decision was made, the people who were receiving the baggage convoy came.

This place is very close to Xiaocheng, and the rebels are stationed here.

Although he took action only after he was well prepared, because it could not arouse the suspicion of Zheng Qiao's soldiers and did not dare to take some major actions, so the supplies, food and supplies were relatively short, and temporary fundraising was needed.
Chapter completed!